Closer Mean

Just then, he pulled her closer to him and placed his hands softly on her waist. Belle’s heart was racing faster than it had ever done before. She couldn’t believe what was happening. He was taller than her and she loves a man who was taller than her. Ronnie’s brain reeled from sensory overload. Belle’s honeysuckle scent,her red velvet lips, shoved him to the brink. It had been a long time. He couldn’t remember ever wanting a woman the way he wanted her. He leaned forward, looking into her eyes, he whispered in her ear with a soft voice; “Can i kiss you?” Belle was almost trembling but not because she was afraid. It was because she had waited for this moment and it was finally happening. She stared right back into his eyes and nodded in consent. Ronnie smiled at her softly. She could tell he was pleased by her approval. He pulled her closer again. This time, so his body was brushing against hers. Her boobs were touching his broad and chiseled chest. He could see her black bra through the dress she wore which showed off her cleavage. It drove him wild seeing them. She felt him nudging at her lower thighs. He felt really big she thought. He breathed deeply as he ran his hands through her hair and face. He softly held her chin up closer to his face so his lips could touch her soft moisturized lips and then he kissed her. Her lips felt so soft he couldn’t stop kissing them. She wondered if she had finally found the perfect guy to prove to her friends she’s a real lover girl and not a nonchalant girl who hates or doesn’t really care about love.

Ambitious journalist Renee takes on her riskiest assignment yet: going undercover to expose the criminal empire of billionaire mafia boss Luca Delvecchio. Her mission is to seduce him, gather evidence, and bring his world crashing down. But as she gets closer to Luca, the line between deception and desire begins to blur. Now Renee must choose between the story of her career and a man who's as alluring as he is dangerous.

For a chance to avenge her family, Angelica married the enemy--Curtis Arciero, the ruthless owner of the most famous nightclub in the city, a cold-hearted asshole with a heart made of stone. Keep your friends close and your enemies even closer, they say. But when the flames got too hot to handle and the chemistry too much, she realized she had a bigger problem at hand. Does keeping the enemy close include falling for his charm?

Sef Janessa Addison - known as Jeff - is a student at Jameson University; also an aspiring singer and lawyer. Growing up without a mom, she had nobody to turn to, not even her father for he had already remarried which turned Jeff's life into a living hell. She then started supporting herself, by doing several part-time jobs because she knew that asking for her father's help would be useless. A famous music producer had overheard her singing one day at her workplace, approaching the young lady with good intentions, Jeff cannot believe that this man has acknowledged her talent. Stepping foot inside the special school for aspiring singers, there she meets Axl Karlo Silas, whom she was dreaming of working with. There was never a time that a work of his has not made it to the charts. But as she gets closer and closer to her dream, Jeff's voice suddenly weakened; it's hoarse and raspy, she could not almost speak. What could possibly go wrong? As far as she could remember, she always do everything that she was told whenever it comes to taking care of her voice- her talent. Will Jeff ever achieve her dream or will she just give up?

“Isn’t this our first night? I’m ready to give my body to you, Mr. Alexandro,” Lucia said, already wearing sexy lingerie. Alexandro merely looked her over from head to toe. Lucia lowered her gaze; she wasn’t sure the man even wanted to touch her plump body. Alexandro stepped closer and closer, then pushed Lucia until she sat on the floor, her head tilting up toward her husband. “Do you like BDSM?” Alexandro asked. Lucia swallowed hard. This was the beginning of a nightmare for her. *** Lucia had never lived as a loved child. After her parents died, she grew up in her uncle’s house and was treated like a burden. Lucia was fat, quiet, and constantly compared to her beautiful cousin; she learned to accept insults as a part of life. Until one day, her uncle’s loan shark debts dragged Lucia into a contract marriage with Alexandro De Luca, a powerful man who was cold, cruel, and untouchable. That loveless marriage turned Lucia into a subject of ridicule in the cruel elite world, even in her own home. She was considered a disgrace and a wife unworthy of standing beside an Alexandro De Luca.

"I'm not yours!" I snap, my eyes narrowing into slits as I glare at him. A wicked grin curls on his lips. "Oh, but you are, little deer. How can you even begin to deny it?" He leans in closer, his breath hot against my neck as he drags his nose along my skin, inhaling deeply. "You let me touch you. Now, you. Are. Mine." I shake my head vigorously, my voice trembling as I stammer, "I... I wasn't awake. I didn't know it was you. I thought it was him!" The words spill out, more an attempt to convince myself than to sway him. His dark, sinister laugh reverberates as he presses closer, pinning me against the wall, his body a cage around mine. "Yet your eyes were fixed on his face, weren't they, little deer? Even as you came so hard around my fingers." He's right. My heart pounds as I recall the moment, my gaze locked on Justin, terrified he would wake and discover us. Luna thought she had everything she wanted—a loving relationship with her boyfriend, Justin, and a life that felt secure. But everything changed in a single, haunting night. For years, Luna had been living under the shadow of a mysterious stalker, someone who invaded her apartment, left unsettlingly sweet gifts, and even stole her clothing. She never imagined that the danger was closer than she could have ever suspected. After a night of partying, Luna drifts off to sleep between Justin and his best friend, Dante. But what she doesn't know is that Dante, the man she trusted, is the very stalker who has been obsessing over her for years. And now, with her so close, his twisted desires are becoming impossible to resist.

Mature, violence, and Abuse!!! My eyes were fixed on the fragile body lying over my bed. Her eyes silently begged me not to look at her struggling state. Her emerald eyes turned teary as she was feeling this pain and urge from last night. I was confused about how a human being feels Heat. Her naked body struggling with the strong waves of heat hitting her every short duration was making her roll on the bed like a fish without water. Her small hands were touching herself to feel pleased and satisfied. She stretched her back as the fresh wave of heat hit her again in front of my eyes. Her slightly painful moans turned stronger and she tightened her thighs to stop her throbbing core. I walked closer a little. The scene before my eyes made me lose control. I was feeling hardened for my slave. "Please, don't come closer," She begged. "Ohh Myyyy Godddd," She screamed when the fresh wave of heat hit her again. I sat on my knees on the floor, closer to the edge of the bed. My hands unknowingly moved to touch her ankle. "Ahhhhh, Please don't touch me," She cried. I could see the hate in her eyes. My eyes slowly danced on her creamy, white skin. She turned weak in just one day. Looking at her state, my heart started racing not because I hadn't seen a naked girl before, but because she could become my worst nightmare. Sleeping with her could make me lose all my werewolf powers. But, her heat was turning painful now and I wasn't able to see it. So, I decided to do the next sin and bear the consequences. But, little did I was that the woman I had enslaved was a female dragon.

I was drawn to the young man on the large bed as I walk into his room. A deadly gorgeous man probably in his late 20s. With my legs shaking, I slowly walk closer but end up slumping on the floor. I can't believe my family did this to me. Especially, my father, he turned his back on his only daughter. He got me married to a dying man all because of money! I stood up again and lean my face closer to his, indeed, he is a gorgeous man. If he were to be perfectly fit, any woman would lick the floor he walk on. I can't help but imagine if he were not to be in this state, would I have still become his wife? I don't think so. **** "You're nothing but a pawn in my game, don't you dare expect anything from me. I had to play along so I can get my wealth back from you" She felt betrayed. She thought he liked her considering how he has been treating her nicely in the past months. She thought every action of his was genuine not until she overheard William’s conversation with his friends. After the confrontation, William completely changed and become so cold toward Seren. She was so devastated, she couldn't believe she was used by the man she was deeply in love. She couldn't believe he turned out to be after nothing but revenge. Several nights, he brought home different girls just to torture her, she isn't allowed to look at any other man with her beautiful gaze. She isn't allowed to talk to any man, she isn't allowed to get closer to any man. He claimed her as his but, wouldn't give her the love, respect, and care that she deserves.

Completely frozen and horrified, her watery eyes were staring at that bleeding dead body in front of her. She couldn't just believe he had just killed someone in front of her so brutally, just because she dared to talk to that person and not any person, but his own wife's brother. "Now, you will forever remember…never to get closer to any other man," she heard him whispering those words in her ear. His blood stained hands gripped her waist more firmly which made her finally look at him. "He was your wife's brother. H..he was your family," she stuttered, disgusted by this brutal monster on whose embrace she was captured now. A feral smirk ghosted on his face. "You needed to think about this before getting closer to him," he brought his face closer to her. Her glossy eyes filled with more disgust, hatred and anger for this barbaric animal before her. "You shouldn't have forgotten that…." Sensually grazing his lips against hers, he peered into her watery eyes. "You are my possession," his words made her fists her palms, especially when she felt his hand opening the zip of her gown. He would again taint her by claiming her body as his. "I am your sole possessor, cara mia," he grinned, sadistically before completely undoing her gown's zipper. She just helplessly stood in his embrace. "Now be a good girl and let me have you again…." hotly murmuring that, he captured her mouth in his and freed her from her clothes and she was not capable of doing anything to stop that sinner from committing that sin with her again because she was…..HIS SINFUL POSSESSION……. Why was she committing that sin of letting a married man have his sinful possession over her? Read to find out…

He’s dangerous, intoxicating… and I’m addicted. Every touch sets me on fire, every whisper drags me closer to the edge I shouldn’t cross. I should run—but I can’t. Because in his darkness, I’ve found a craving I can’t resist, a passion that devours me whole. Some love destroys. Some love consumes. And some men… are worth surrendering everything for.